They tell us everyday that time heals everything but its the time that kills. waking up each morning wishing they were there, going to sleep wishing you could hold them again, wishing you could tell them just one more time that you love them. all time does is gives you a reason to sit around and wish and hope and prey. all it does is give you a reason to mope around and listen to sad sappy music and cry. and even after all this time you still hurt when you see them . you still wish you could go back. nothing cures a broken heart. nothing!!!!